Chapter 53: The Influence of the Mandate of Heaven
Chapter 53: The Influence of Destiny
The moment Lin Ran killed Sanfu, the voice of the chat group in his mind immediately sounded.
"The member of the moon-level chat group "This is a Group", the "Martial Arts Supreme", killed the fifth-level time and space user, and the group member "Martial Arts Supreme" was promoted to the Haori chat group."
"Group member Lin Ran, would you like to join the Haori chat group?"
Lin Ran was stunned.
The Wanjie chat group is divided into three categories: Haori, moon level, and star level. Among them, the Haori chat group is the only Haori level chat group. It is also the real core of the Wanjie chat group. It can be said to be the general group.
Lin Ran actually got the qualification to be promoted to the Haori chat group?
"Isn't it said that you need to reach three yuan to be promoted to the Haori chat group?" Lin Ran asked.
"For group members who can kill the Time and Space Envoy, the group chat will give preferential treatment." The system of the Ten Thousand Realms Chat Group replied.
Can it still be like this?
Lin Ran was a little surprised, but it made sense after thinking about it.
The time and space envoy crushes the reincarnator, and a reincarnation that can kill the time and space envoy suddenly appears. No matter which heavenly organization he is placed in, he will treat it as a key seed for cultivation, and at the same time publicize it to increase the centripetal force.
Lin Ran's killing of Sanfu had a greater impact than he imagined.
"Join." Lin Ran sat cross-legged in the void of the star field, his mind sinking.
"Chat Group of All Realms" (12893)
"Please confirm the group nickname."
"Note: The nickname must correspond to the actual practice system."
Lin Ran was taken aback by this rule, which had never existed before.
The Wanjie chat group has always known that he is an immortal monk, but has never cared about him pretending to be a martial monk, but this time...
Are you afraid that he will continue to trick and kill his friends?
Judging from Lin Ran's glorious deeds since joining the Wanjie chat group, he is a "bloodthirsty" person who will take action regardless of whether he is an enemy or friend. It is normal to have such a reminder.
After thinking about it, Lin Ran picked up a brand new nickname.
"I really don't kill my teammates."
Group system: "Welcome my teammates to join this group"
Lin Ran chose to ignore the many welcomes in the group and looked at the group management as usual.
Group leader: Haotian Immortal King (immortal way, combined way)
Administrator: Starting Civilization Council (Scientific Way, Hedao-level Civilization)
Administrator: Great God of Light (Shinto, Hedao)
…
There are eleven group owners and administrators in total, all of whom are Hedao-level giants, and there are even some group members who do not hold positions who are also Hedao-level!
After truly coming into contact with the Wanjie Chat Group, the absolute core group of the All-Heaven Organization, Lin Ran deeply felt the amount of high-end combat power of the All-Heaven Organization.
There are thirty-one Hedao-level combatants alone, and there are twenty if you exclude management and group leaders.
The number of people at the three-dimensional level is even more ridiculous. Excluding Lin Ran and the Hedao-level members, the other 12,861 living beings are all powerful at the three-dimensional level.
It was only after Lin Ran came into contact with the core of a super power that spanned the heavens that he realized how powerful the Space-Time Management Bureau was.
There are only so many powerful people in a chat group of all realms, what about the stronger Samsara Palace and the Space of Gods?
How strong should the Space-Time Management Bureau of the universe be, chasing organizations from all over the world?
Lin Ran suddenly discovered that his understanding of the Space-Time Administration was not that profound.
At least, he knew very little information about top combat power.
After browsing through the group files and announcements of the main group, Lin Ran's eyes were opened and he learned a lot more about the heavenly organizations and some high-level secrets.
These are all secrets that he cannot access in the moon-level chat group.
"I am not the only reincarnator who has killed the time and space envoys, but there has been no such reincarnator for a long time. The talented reincarnators who originally entered the Haori Group have all been promoted to three yuan."
No wonder the entire group can't be found in all directions, only Lin Ran, a solitary elder, is here.
No one has joined the Haori Group for a long time. Although there are many group leaders in the Four Directions Realm like the King of Angels, the last step of the Four Directions to break through the Three Elements is the most difficult. I don’t know how many creatures are stuck in this step.
The same was true for Lin Ran's old director Song Huai, who had no hope of three yuan, so he returned to Planet Aquamarine to train the next generation.
In the Haori Group's group file, Lin Ran also discovered the latest discoveries and a list of worlds currently being explored.
Among them, the world where Lin Ran lives is on the list.
The information contained in it left Lin Ran stunned.
"The world will of the Five Elders is the will of the new world. The breath of the evil god is found inside the world. The original world will is suspected to have been swallowed by the old evil god."
This news refreshed Lin Ran's spirits.
Could it be that the darkest source that Chu Changkong learned from the will of the world refers to the old days?
The evil god does have the habit of devouring the will of the world.
Different from the conventional heavenly organizations like the Ten Thousand Realms Chat Group, which use the world core to assist in cultivation, the old days did not have a big demand for the world core, but the world's will. They like to devour it most, and often seize the world core just to cultivate the world.
The will is kept in captivity so that they can devour it.
If it is said that the will of the original world in this world was swallowed up by the evil god, it is completely understandable.
Lin Ran raised his hand and touched his chin.
"Old days..."
An old acquaintance.
Apart from the Ten Thousand Realms Chat Group, this is the organization in the heavens that Lin Ran has dealt with the most.
Although I was also one of the allies of the All-Heaven Organization in the past, because this group of lunatics are generally mentally abnormal, the reincarnations of the All-Heaven Organization are rarely willing to deal with this group of people.
cooperate.
This world seems to be the prey that was targeted in the past, and the chat group of all worlds still chooses to take action. This shows that there is no harmony among the organizations in the world.
It’s normal to think about it. Children of the Holy Universe have received unity education since childhood and have common beliefs and goals to strive for. After becoming time and space envoys, they will naturally have the idea of unity. Who are these people?
Even if there are normal people in there, in this harsh living environment, good people will be turned into heinous villains.
Do you expect people like this to unite?
What a nonsense.
The evil gods of the old days were all a bunch of lunatics, and it was naturally impossible for the reincarnators from other heavenly organizations to live in harmony with them, and they were all at odds with each other.
"It seems that I'm not in a hurry to leave."
Originally, Lin Ran planned to hand in the mission and leave, and then ask the bureau to send someone over to reclaim this world.
But now it seems that this is not necessary for the time being.
Although the evil god is not normal in his mind, he is not a fool. Once the Space and Time Management Bureau intervenes, the evil god will not come again.
Since this world may attract evil gods from the past, Lin Ran doesn't mind catching more fish.
The old headquarters is hard to find, and even the Space-Time Management Bureau has not deduced it. But it is not that there are giants who are proficient in the way of Tianyan in the Bureau. If a certain number of evil gods with personalities are caught, they can counterattack.
To deduce the old nest.
Although it is unlikely that this world will bring out at least four evil gods, what if it happens?
People always have to think a little bit.
After closing the Wanjie chat group and looking at the panel showing the number of resurrections reduced by one, Lin Ran felt relieved.
It seems that Sanfu has been resurrected.
It was impossible for Lin Ran to really kill Sanfu. Although he killed Sanfu, the true spirit was retained and could be resurrected using Lin Ran's number of resurrections.
This is the real purpose of Sanfu coming to Tianxuan this time. Reincarnation is a trivial matter, and letting Lin Ran's hands be stained with the blood of the time and space envoy is the key.
With his thoughts restrained, Lin Ran left the Star Territory and returned to Tianxuan.
…
Tianxuan Continent, ten years later.
"drink!"
A shout came from Chu Mutian's mouth.
Chu Wentian sat on the chair, propped his head up, yawned, and looked listlessly at Chu Mutian who was holding a wooden sword on the martial arts stage and training seriously.
King Qin is not here.
She is the Minister of Rites and has many political affairs, so it is impossible for her to stay with the two of them all day long.
Chu Wentian has a naughty character, but his talent in martial arts is unprecedented in King Qin's life. He has mastered all basic weapons, especially the domineering and powerful halberd, and his talent is even more extraordinary.
King Qin asked Chu Wentian to teach Chu Mutian basic swordsmanship, and Chu Wentian was completely competent.
"The slash has no strength at all, it's just a move, with nothing but reality. But the pace is steady and powerful, and the lower body is calm. It's not as useless as the rumors say." Chu Wentian thought silently in his heart.
As a member of the royal family, the sixteen-year-old Chu Wentian may not be mature in his behavior, but his wisdom is beyond ordinary.
"My arms have already reached their limit, and they have relied on their own willpower to support themselves until now." Chu Wentian grinned.
"Okay, stop."
When Chu Mutian heard this, his hands seemed to be liberated, and they hung down weakly. But his right hand still held the wooden sword tightly.
"That's right. As a swordsman, it is extremely important to never give up your sword." Chu Wentian jumped lightly onto the martial arts stage and said approvingly. "You did a good job."
"Brother Three Emperors." Chu Mutian bowed his head slightly.
"Throw away the sword. Brother Huang will take you to Yage to relax." Chu Wentian came over and put his arm around Chu Mutian's shoulders.
Chu Mutian's mouth twitched.
Just now, he said solemnly that a swordsman would never give up his sword, but now he turned away and asked him to throw the sword away...
"Brother Imperial, have you forgotten that the Queen was imprisoned for seven days last time we went to Yage?" Chu Mutian said helplessly.
When he mentioned this, Chu Mutian was speechless.
Under his intentional approach, the two quickly became good friends. Then, Chu Wentian took him to Accord.
Well, the largest in the Holy City...the brothel.
Two princes, one sixteen and one fourteen years old, went to a brothel to drink wine. This made the queen so angry that she imprisoned them for seven days.
It’s only been a month since he was released, and this guy is going to go again. How worried are you?
"That's right." Chu Wentian tilted his head and thought for a while. "I didn't know which palace maid was the informer last time. Don't let me know who it was."
As he spoke, his eyes flashed with a cold murderous intention that made Chu Mutian's heart beat violently.
"This child's outlook on life is a bit distorted, and he is always ready to kill people!" Chu Mutian frowned. Even though killing people in Tianxuan Continent is not a strange thing, this kind of murderous intention appears in a sixteen-year-old child.
It doesn't look normal no matter how you look at it.
"No, I have to help him reshape his ideas!"
Chu Wentian's identity is too special. The first prince of the Holy Dynasty, the most talented royal family in history. He is almost certainly the prince, and he is most likely the next generation of Holy Emperor!
With his current character and talent, he will definitely become a cruel king once he ascends the throne.
How terrible the disaster brought by a cruel king is, there were many examples in Chu Mutian's time.
Moreover, the current scope of the Holy Dynasty's rule covers the entire Tianxuan Continent. Both the area and the population it governs are tens of thousands times that of the Holy Dynasty in Chu Mutian's time.
The plan to transform Chu Wentian's ideas shows its importance.
"Then let's go to Fengxue Tower. I haven't been there for a long time." Chu Wentian didn't know Chu Mutian's inner storm, and was still thinking about where to go to be cool.
"Brother Emperor." Chu Mutian organized his speech, "It is indeed hateful for a palace maid to report against you, but it is not a crime that will lead to death."
"Okay, okay. You haven't been to Fengxue Tower yet, right? This is the best place in the Holy City. I guarantee you to go there once."
"Just kill a palace maid, so what do you care about?" Chu Wentian said dissatisfied.
"A palace maid is also a human being and has a life! We cannot take away other people's lives just because of a trivial matter!"
"I am the prince and her master. She has made a mistake and I can kill her if I want." Chu Wentian frowned and said.
"Just because we are of noble birth does not mean that we are noble. We can answer hundreds of calls and serve hundreds of people. This is just relying on our father. What if we are not princes?" Chu Mutian looked directly at Chu Wentian and asked.
He believed that Chu Wentian could understand.
Chu Wentian did understand.
He had never thought about Chu Mutian's words. Since he was born, his life has been one of luxury and wealth. No matter what, it is the best.
He was the first prince in the Holy Dynasty, and he was favored by thousands of people.
But what if, he is not a prince.
Chu Wentian couldn't imagine it.
Glancing sideways at Chu Mutian, Chu Wentian turned around and strode away.
Chu Mutian watched Chu Wentian leave with an expressionless face. He knew that ideas could not be changed in a short while.
needs time.
It’s just that Chu Mutian doesn’t understand who or what led Chu Wentian to develop this kind of character? The anger of children disappears very quickly, even for the precocious Chu Wentian.
After three days of "cold war" with Chu Mutian, the relationship returned to its original state. However, after what happened last time, Chu Wentian restrained himself a little and would not punish the palace maid severely again for some trivial matters.
Chu Mutian lived a very fulfilling life.
He studies swordsmanship every day. Although it is only basic swordsmanship, he enjoys it and practices it tirelessly.
Chu Mutian's swordsmanship talent was very high, much better than his unsightly cultivation talent.
Martial Arts Arena.
call!
The harsh sound of breaking through the air roared, and Chu Wentian was waving his wooden halberd alone on the martial arts stage. The military uniform on his body made a sound in the violent movement, and the strong wind slapped the ground.
Chu Mutian looked at Chu Wentian performing martial arts on the martial arts stage in amazement. This was the first time he saw Chu Wentian take action. Although he was only sixteen years old, his experienced halberd skills and agility combined with his steady pace were very similar to those of Chu Wentian.
A veteran of many battles.
King Qin said it right, Chu Wentian was the best among his generation in terms of talent in halberd path and cultivation.
Peng!
With a sway, Chu Wentian's figure landed steadily in front of Chu Mutian. The wooden halberd in his hand sank into the ground of the martial arts stage and was firmly inserted there.
Even though it is a wooden halberd, the murderous one is not inferior to a regular iron halberd. Will the weapon used by the third prince be inferior?
This wooden halberd made of thousand-year-old red gold wood is extremely sharp and can easily break through human skin. It may not be possible to cut iron like clay, but cutting a person in half is not a problem.
The queen didn't want Chu Wentian to punish the palace maids again for destroying the wooden halberd, so she ordered someone to build this thousand-year-old red gold halberd.
The price of red gold wood on the market is three hundred spiritual stones per gram, and the hundred-year red gold wood has one thousand spiritual stones per gram. However, the thousand-year red gold wood, which has ten thousand spiritual stones per gram, is still priceless.
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Chu Wentian didn't know how many grams Chu Wentian used for this thousand-year-old red gold halberd, but it must have been a lot anyway. A rough estimate is that just this wooden halberd can buy dozens of houses in the holy city where housing prices are very expensive.
The Holy Dynasty royal family is the richest family.
"I'm going to Fengxue Tower, will you go?" Chu Wentian said to Chu Mutian.
"I won't go, Fengxue Tower is too expensive." Chu Mutian rejected Chu Wentian's proposal.
The consumption at Fengxuelou is too terrifying. As the seventh prince of the Holy Dynasty, he has a monthly spiritual stone of 10,000 yuan. But even with this amount, it is not enough to eat a few meals at Fengxuelou. This is still your Excellency
.For people like Chu Wentian, King Qin and others to go to the pavilion, it is possible to earn a million spiritual stones in one meal.
Chu Wentian earns 100,000 yuan a month, but he can't resist the Queen's love for him. Every time he goes to Fengxue Tower, the Queen pays the bill.
Comparing people with each other makes people angry.
"It's up to you." Chu Wentian shrugged and started to walk away.
"Brother Emperor." Chu Mutian called out to Chu Wentian.
"What? You want to go again?"
"No." Chu Mutian shook his head.
"Brother Imperial, don't go to Fengxue Tower. The consumption is too high. The monthly income of ordinary people in the Holy City is only 10,000 spiritual stones, and the income in the four counties and seventy-two counties is even lower. As the princes of the Holy Dynasty, we cannot just focus on pleasure.
Be considerate of the people."
"..." Chu Wentian stared at Chu Mutian speechlessly.
Chu Mutian ignored this and continued: "I made a rough estimate. Brother Huang, you spend about 500,000 spiritual stones on one purchase at Fengxue Tower. Not to mention the four counties, the people of the Holy City alone account for 70% of the total.
The people around you don't earn half a million spiritual stones a year, and you can imagine the people in the four counties."
"If these five hundred thousand spiritual stones are donated to some backward counties and towns in the four counties, I think the use will be far greater than giving you a delicious meal."
"Brother, you are the third prince of the Holy Dynasty. While you enjoy the rights that this status brings you, you must also bear the responsibilities that this status requires."
"What do you mean, I won't go anywhere from now on and donate all my monthly salary to the Ministry of Household Affairs?" Chu Wentian raised his eyebrows and said.
The Imperial College, an institution under the Ministry of Household Affairs, admits civilian children across the country to enter the institution for spiritual practice, and guides the common people into spiritual practice.
"That's not the case." Chu Mutian shook his head. "I mean, we can use our rights to do more for the people."
"Let me tell you a story, Brother Huang."
"There is an old man whose cultivation level is not high and only has the third level of Qi training. When he was seventy-four years old, he worked as a groom to donate spiritual stones to poor children. In twenty years, he donated 350,000 spiritual stones and funded
Nearly three hundred poor children. At the time of his death, his personal assets were zero."
Hearing this, Chu Wentian became interested. For him, who had no worries about food and clothing since childhood and lived a prosperous and wealthy life, he rarely knew or understood the living conditions of the poor people in the Holy Dynasty.
"Thirty years ago, this old man returned to his hometown in North County from East County, preparing to spend his old age in peace. He was seventy-four years old that year."
"The old man was walking in the village and found that children could be seen working everywhere in broad daylight. He asked: Why not let the children go to the Holy Academy to study and practice? The answer was: How can farmers have so much money for their children to practice?
Although the old man's cultivation level was very low, he knew the importance of cultivation in Tianxuan. That night, the old man did not sleep a wink all night. At dawn the next day, the old man held a family meeting and announced that he would return to Dongjun to resume his career as a groom.
Old business, making money so that more children can enter the Holy Spirit Academy to practice."
"In the past twenty years, the old man has reduced his material life to the lowest point, but released his energy to the highest level. He once fainted on the carriage under the scorching sun in summer; he once passed out on the snow-covered road in winter,
Falling into the ravine... The old man often said: Why don't I know how to enjoy it? But how could I be willing to waste spiritual stones! The children are waiting to practice!"
"Later, the old man was too old and his cultivation level was too low to be a groom anymore, so he fed the horses in the stables of rich people and earned spiritual stones piece by piece."
"On a snowy winter day, he came to a Holy Academy and handed over five hundred spiritual stones in a sack."
"I can't do it anymore, and I may not be able to donate anymore in the future. This is my last donation of spiritual stones."
After Chu Mutian finished speaking, he looked at Chu Wentian opposite.
Chu Wentian's eyes were red, and mist filled them. His white and tender hands had already been clenched into fists. His upper teeth were biting his lower lip, showing his inner unrest.
The deeds of this old man were very shocking. As expected, the success moved Chu Wentian. I believe that Chu Wentian is very uneasy now.
"Where is this old man buried?" Chu Wentian asked suddenly. His voice was a little hoarse and no longer as clean and crisp as before.
"Huh?" Chu Mutian was stunned and didn't hear what Wentian said clearly.
"Where is this old man buried? I want to go and pay homage." Chu Wentian repeated.
Chu Mutian was dumbfounded on the spot. This old man died five hundred years ago. How did he know where this old man was buried?
Chu Mutian was so anxious that he jumped up and down, not knowing how to tell this lie, when a majestic male voice sounded in their ears.
"This old man was given a sky burial."
When the two of them heard this, they turned around and looked around, and were shocked when they saw the person coming.
"My son, I pay my respects to my father!"
The person who came was none other than the leader of the Holy Dynasty, Holy Emperor Chu Changkong.
"Holy Emperor! Why did he help me cover up my lies? Did he see anything? But I haven't practiced the "Holy Law" yet!" Chu Mutian bowed his head and saluted, his thoughts were racing, and various possibilities were flashing in his mind.
Pass.
"No courtesy." The Holy Emperor smiled easily.
"Father, are you saying that this old man was buried in the sky after his death?" Chu Wentian asked in surprise.
"Yes, the late emperor personally held it for him."
No wonder Chu Wentian was so surprised. Sky burial is the second-level funeral in the Holy Dynasty, second only to the highest-level state funeral.
Sky burial is a funeral in which the corpse is burned with eternal fire to preserve the immortality of the soul and allow the soul to reside in the Hall of Heroes.
Those who can enter the Hall of Heroes are all those who have made outstanding contributions to the Holy Dynasty. However, the number of souls in the Hall of Heroes is as huge as the vast ocean. If you want to find the soul of the old man, you will undoubtedly find a needle in a haystack.
"Okay." Chu Wentian could only give up the idea of worshiping the old man.
"Lao San, your identity and talent determine that you can do much more than this old man. Kindness and closeness to the people are the qualities that a prince of my Holy Dynasty should have. You must learn from Lao Qi on this point." The Holy Emperor said.
Said with a smile.
"My son, I understand!" Chu Wentian responded seriously with a solemn expression. Chu Mutian on the side also lowered his head slightly, his expression becoming more respectful.
"Lao Qi."
"My son is here!" Chu Mu responded quickly.
"Your talent is ordinary, but your mind is different from ordinary people. The journey of cultivation is a comprehensive consideration of many factors. Keep going, you will be no worse than anyone else."
"Remember Father's teachings!"
"Yes." The Holy Emperor nodded. "Lao Qi, I heard that you go to the slums every day. Is this a problem?"
"Reporting to my father, this is indeed the case."
"Reason." A prince runs to the poor people every day. Of course the Holy Emperor needs a reason.
"I want to take a look at the living conditions of the people at the bottom." Chu Mutian secretly glanced at the Holy Emperor and saw that his expression was as usual. He felt cruel and said: "Whether a country is strong or not, I think that the living conditions of the people at the bottom can be seen.
The situation reflects that.”
After saying that, Chu Mutian stood nervously, waiting for the Holy Emperor to speak. He could feel the Holy Emperor's eyes falling on him.
a long time.
"That's right." The Holy Emperor praised in a calm tone, "Old Seventh, please take Old Three to the slums."
Chu Mutian was shocked, but his reaction was not slow.
"Yes, Father!"
Although Chu Wentian was puzzled, he also knew the Holy Emperor's character of speaking his mind. He bowed to the Holy Emperor and left together with Chu Mutian.
The Holy Emperor watched the two brothers leave side by side, with a strange look in his tiger eyes.
"Although Lao San's mind is immature, it can't be affected to this extent by just a few words..."
Chu Changkong's eyes flickered and he looked up at the deep and vast sky.